"I don't know what kind of inheritance you have received from the Zhang family, but I am very interested in asking for a lesson or two, but the price is your life." Zhang Qilin said with a smile, it is not surprising that he is called Zhang Qiling at this moment.

Qilin, outside the ancient building of Zhangjia, the seventh fork of the forest, under the seventh pine tree, seven meters deep. Wu Xie muttered to himself.

"What the hell is hidden?" Dark Glasses asked curiously.

"Neither of us was the blood of the Zhang family before, I was just an experiment, and he was just a pawn to explore the path, and his life and supplies were far from meeting the imagined requirements, so we used the code to hide the materials we usually saved there. Qilin is our code. A wry smile flashed at the corner of Wu Xie's mouth.

"You knew that from beginning to end?" Dark glasses said.

"Hmm. But after all, how to decide, this is his own choice, I don't want to force him, and I have to go to the bronze door. Wu Xie said seriously.

"What's in the door? I'm afraid it's not just Zhang Qiling, right? The black glasses peeked through the sunglasses at the secrets that Wu Xie was trying to hide.

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qilin in the ring and was silent.

Zhang Ziheng looked at Zhang Qilin with a cold and arrogant appearance, and the original proud arrogance in his heart was even more irritable, the long knife that was standard in the Zhang family was held in his hand, and he looked at Zhang Qilin confidently, I don't need three moves, I must seal his throat with blood.

"The anger and pride in your heart will blind your heart, and you will lose this battle." Zhang Qilin said.

Zhang Ziheng narrowed his eyes, the long knife suddenly flew out, and slashed towards Zhang Qilin in mid-air, Zhang Qilin's body did not move, the tip of the black gold knife gently collided with the flying knife body, and he couldn't see how he did it, so the flying knife flew back in the same way, and attacked Zhang Ziheng at a more tricky angle and violent speed.

"Carving insect skills!" Zhang Ziheng shouted, stretched out his hand to grab it, but the audience didn't know from which angle, a stone bounced up, just hit Zhang Ziheng's elbow, the hand that originally wanted to catch the flying knife was knocked off, his arm was numb, and he subconsciously turned around and kicked on the handle of the knife, and his right hand was able to catch the handle of the knife, leaking the original force on the knife, which can be regarded as receiving Zhang Qilin's counterattack.

Zhang Ziheng looked at the audience unnaturally, if the stone was from time to time just now, then Zhang Ziheng's left hand would be shocked and injured if he was not crippled, and he was almost crippled if he was careless, and he didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Qilin, Zhang Ziheng felt that the person he was facing might be the master who had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Zhang Qilin naturally saw the stone that flew up to the stage to destroy his counterattack, and subconsciously he looked back at the high platform, and saw that Wu Xie was looking at himself, and he waved his hand happily.

"Look at his stupid appearance, what kind of thing is like that stuffy oil bottle, the guy who can't beat a fart with eight poles, you must have recognized the wrong person." Black Glasses complained.

"Right hand, raised at an angle of sixty-five degrees, the tip of the elbow pointing to the audience, blind, you personally go in that direction and keep an eye on me, someone is sabotaging the spiritual election." Wu Xie ordered.

"Can you both play pantomime at such a distance? No wonder he doesn't usually speak. You guys are simply there. Black glasses complained and hurriedly stepped down, and integrated into the Zhang family according to Wu Xie's previous instructions.

Wu Xie nodded subconsciously twice at Zhang Qilin, and then tilted his head and looked at the sky. Zhang Qilin understood and looked at Zhang Ziheng squarely.

"You are the descendant of the spirit, what generation of your predecessors are the spirits?" Zhang Qilin asked.